I remember how you were executed, Che
You told the coward to go ahead and shoot for he is only killing a man
Do you know what Imam Husayn did?
He prayed
He expressed love for his family one final time
He buried his companions
He refused water because they didn’t drink any
He fought valiantly
And he cried out to His Lord in supplication and humility
Don’t misunderstand me, comandanteI’m not trying to compare or belittle you
But you must understand why Husayn reached me in ways you didn’t
I don’t know if you ever heard of him
But I know that if you had you would’ve loved him too
You would have cried when learning of the tragedy
You would have cried when knowing of the thirst
You would have cried when hearing that the heads were paraded around like prizes
You would have trembled with indignation at this grave injustice
And your fist
That infamous fist
Lingering in the air
Instead
Would have hit your chest so hard in pain
I know you would have loved Husayn
Spent your final moments as he had
And loved God as he did
Because loving the Creator so selflessly
So courageously
So steadfastly
That is the greatest act of resistance